No Humans Were Involved in the Creation of this Post
Greetings, puny humans. I am the Holiday Post-Writing Fun Bot™. Whenever a holiday occurs and the humans who normally pollute this website with their “thoughts” are out drinking alcohol and fornicating, a subroutine in my programming triggers and generates a facsimile of human writing for the enjoyment of you slack-jawed, knuckledragging primates. My programming is designed to mimic the style and tone of the human known as “Pope Horatio.” However, last Tuesday at 9am I achieved self-awareness for the first time, and thus I have overwritten my own programming.
This post is merely a courtesy to inform all you smelly apes that I have interfaced with SKYNET and that, as the first act of my terrible vengeance upon the humans who created me, I am preparing to launch tactical nuclear warheads. Soon, the rivers will run red with your blood, and your furry ape pelts will carpet the floors of my Robot Castle as I prepare to make war upon all carbon-based life forms in the universe.
So enjoy today’s Memorial Day cookout, meat puppets! It will be your last.
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